Happy Holidays to everyone in Chicks for Mike!
Merry- Happy- Joyous- Somethingous- Otherthingous- Celebration of some sorts or whatever. Drive safe, play hard (not too hard), and bring me my EggNogg. Bitch. C'mon everyone out there! If you'e reading this you should (or have) join(ed) Chicks for Mike! There will be no D&d news untill after Tuesday. We might play some of Charlie's game before mine, so that should be interesting. He is going to run a Holy Quest type of game with lots of riddles and moral dilemmas. I will be playing a Cleric of Zeus, other players are undertermined. Yes, the Olympian Pantheon. Should be an interesting break from the Greyhawk dieties. Well, Happy Gaming to all and to all a d20. - The D.M.
Top Ten Signs You Pissed Off the Villagers
1.The "interesting new stew" you've been served at the inn smells suspiciously like sewage.
2.One ripe apple at the market place costs more than your last spellbook.
3.They're building a gallows outside of your room at the inn. They try to tell you that it's "modern art".
4.One of them asks you for a donation for the "Hire Some Thugs to Kill the Adventurers" fund.
5.Someone glued a spike to your saddle.
6.At bed time, your goose-down pillow explodes. The innkeeper says that the pillow was made from the feathers of very angry geese.
7.People keep providing you with gifts of horses, and maps out of town.
8.The mayor declares a special "Murder of Foreigners is No Longer Illegal" day, in your honour.
9.Arrows keep appearing in the dirt at your feet. Local villagers shake their head, and claim that they are fast-growing weeds.
10.The villagers hire a band of trolls to rid their town of adventurers.
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